Birds singing greeted Dapplepaw's ears as he stepped into the clearing, with a half asleep Duskpaw following.
"It's like nothing ever happened," Dapplepaw whispered, gazing around the empty camp.
Duskpaw didn't reply, and the apprentices headed for the fresh kill pile.
"Do you want to share a sparrow?" Dapplepaw asked, not waiting for his brother to answer before picking up the bird and carrying it to their normal eating place. The cats sat down, and began tearing off pieces of meat.
"Do you two feel up to hunting?"
Looking up, Dapplepaw saw Rosefeather, a bright colored tabby with a mix of black, light brown, and white swirls.
"Uh, sure," he said, sneaking a glance at his brother who gave a slight nod.
"Thanks. I figure it's a better job to do than cleaning the elders den." With that, the she-cat padded away, heading towards the medicine den.
The apprentices finished the bird, and ambled towards the camp entrance without saying a word.
Once in the quiet forest, under a canopy of green leaves, Duskpaw decided to speak up.
"Want to know what happened last night?" he offered.
"Sure," Dapplepaw said, curious as to what his brother had to say.
"I went through the forest, and stopped at the river. I thought the river cats would come after I sat there for a while, but they didn't. I sat there for what seemed like forever, but nothing happened. I even walked up and down the river, and nothing happened. So I decided to come back." Duskpaw explained, scratching at the ground, a frown covering his face.
"Oh. Maybe both of us have to be there," Dapplepaw suggested.
Duskpaw didn't respond. Instead, he picked up a jog and Dapplepaw chased after him, puzzling how things would turn out with the mysterious river cats.
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